People try to talk about this subject as though you may be just another statistic, "oh miscarriages happen...yadda yadda yadda" or "well there must have been something wrong" and try to make you feel better because "they would have suffered more if they had survived", whether you lost your wee one early on or after birthing. I know for me, the pain has been lifted but the memory is still there, as is the terrifying fear that it will happen again. One thing that has helped me to overcome this pain though is the thought that there are also women who were never able to hold their wee ones and they are watching them grow up without getting the joy of helping parent them. I just images that my sweet angel got to go to one of those women and that she is taking care of him or her for me, like the child they never got to raise.